Comic-Con has become far too big of a frenzy to get a read on these days. There is no novelty any longer as the fan boy convention has become subsumed by the media machine into just a massive film and television contention with half the world’s population and lots of posers. I mean, non virgin geeks who have corrupted it’s purity. Now pretty much the entirety of L.A and New York ship out to San Diego for the weekend each July to push anything from sit-coms to rom-coms to Dick Wolf crime dramas. It has lost its joie-de-vive, so to speak. But it hasn’t lost Adrianne Curry.

Adrianne has made a habit of picking out cool cosplay costumes that accentuate her fitness body and owning Comic-Con each year. The competition is not exactly the private model beaches of St. Tropez, but there are thousands of girls attempting to get noticed in their superhero get up each summer and Adrianne pretty much dominates. She wore a number of outfits over the nerd weekend, but Catwoman sold it for me. There was little room left for anything but mischief in that outfit. Just the way it should be. Enjoy.